To dream a dream.. with a yellow top.
Open the lid out the Jack pops.
To see your dream through clouds of smoke. Wondering if it's all a joke.
Nobody, nobody, nobody's fool.
To say such would be cruel.
To know that there be such idiots who do nothing but talk shit but all they know is that they are only half wit.
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Author:
marlenawood (
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Excellent words Marlena Who needs them anyway those half wits 🙂
Thanks love an you are right
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